2020 Poem by Barry Middleton

2020



twenty twenty is calling me
beckoning serenity

I may not live to see the day
but I accept it come what may

one to five is all I get
a brief and cold and cruel vignette

still I am told it is decreed
regardless what I think I need

the Universe is deaf and blind
the stars already are aligned

twenty twenty beckons me
to come and join infinity

2020
Monday, August 22, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: cancer,death,illness
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